The cloisters were becoming cold now as the light began to fade. Frank’s breath was visible as he sat on the bench thinking. He was absentmindedly fiddling with his rosary which was making a clicking noise each time the different parts clacked together. Frank was nervous. In fact he was cold and nervous. He’d never [...]
Archive for August, 2007
The voice of God – Part 1
Posted in Fiction, Long, Voice of God on August 31, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
What’s going on?
Posted in Admin, Citron, Sheets on August 29, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
So a couple of weeks ago I rather grandly announced that I would be writing less on gamboling and more of the stuff I am supposed to be writing. I think gamboling has now settled down to the around three or four posts a week that I intended which leaves the a question: So what [...]
Sarah – Part 4
Posted in Uncategorized on August 24, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Sarah looked at the door. The light was doing strange things now. It looked like the door was bulging out towards her. She looked back at Steven. “What should I do?” “That’s what you have to decide.” “But I’m scared. I think I should just go home. I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry. I just thought [...]
Soup
Posted in Fiction, Short on August 20, 2007 | 3 Comments »
Arthur’s brother Clive didn’t eat fruit generally, however I just kinda left melon nearby. Obviously passionate, quintessentially Romanian, somewhat tough, unfortunately verbose, wickedly xenophobic, yet zen, Arthur’s brother Clive didn’t eat fruit.
Sarah – Part 3
Posted in Fiction, Long, Sarah on August 17, 2007 | 2 Comments »
[This is Part 3 of 4 in the 4 part short story Sarah. If you're interested then you may want to read Part 1 and Part 2 first.] Sarah had never walked this way down the hill before. She’d always meant to but once she’d got to the top of the hill she’d always stopped [...]
Do wasps think of the air…
Posted in Thoughts on August 16, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Like fish think of the sea?
Reverse thumbsucking
Posted in Articles on August 15, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Antonia has mentioned sucking one’s thumb over on her blog and I couldn’t help but remember why I had stopped. My parents despaired of me sucking my thumb when I was a lad. But then one of their friends came over to dinner. Completely unprompted by my parents he noticed that I was sucking my [...]
It’s the night before the night before her wedding
Posted in Fiction, Short on August 14, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
It’s the night before the night before the wedding. She comes home and throws the keys in the basket. Picks up the post off the matt. Flicks distractedly through it and wanders into the kitchen. She opens the fridge, finds some white wine from last night and pours it into a glass from the cupboard. [...]
Sarah – Part 2
Posted in Fiction, Long, Sarah on August 10, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
[This is Part 2 of 4 in the 4 part short story Sarah. If you're interested then you may want to read Part 1 first.] As she looked up and saw him she could see… he was beautiful. Not rugged or handsome but beautiful. He had an aquiline nose and blonde, slightly longer than regulation, [...]
Do naturists…
Posted in Thoughts on August 9, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
…have nightmares where they realise they are the only one at their job interview wearing clothes?
